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aujourd'hui je vais vous parler en français
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un petit peu.est-ce-que tu savais que je peuvent parler le français? c'est malheureux mais par-ce que tous mes amies sont des anglophones je ne peut pas pratiquer ma deuxiemme langue très souvent.
peut-être c'est pour cette raison que j'aime la musique français. comme ça:
in case you can't speak French, basically what I said was just that I speak French but don't get to practice it often because most of my friends are anglophones and the ones who speak french don't just speak it for fun. honestly the grammar was the hardest part, after a while you forget where all the accents and stuff go. whew.
in other news because I hurt my knees running we didn't go for a bike adventure and watched an episode of this on Netflix.
something scary just happened
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which was that I was playing Limbo, which I may have blogged about before (probably) and is this platformer for XBoxLive that is super creepy and off-putting which of course makes it very, very good. Basically it's all shadows and light, no dialogue but for sound effects and some subtle music you don't realize is playing until you notice your skin crawling.it looks like this:
and there isn't a restart or a save or anything, it's all trial and error and the only way to know if you've made a mistake is if you die. which you do. often. and in a really gory fashion, usually.
anyway so I'm playing along and there are several instances where you have to fight this giant spider by breaking its legs in bear traps or knocking it into a spiky pit or pulling its legs off and rolling it into a hole. after beating this spider I get up to go pee and when I come back this is what's on the couch:
yes that's A SPIDER
it looks teeny because I took the photo from far away because there is zero chance that I am going near a spider so I took it at arms length while Tyrone went and got some paper towel to kill it with.
he didn't catch it right away and it proceeded to crawl over part of the couch and if that wasn't scary enough the place where it was hiding was right behind my head.
so now we have switched spots on the couch and Tyrone is playing Limbo instead while I blog because I've had enough scary spiders for tonight, thank you.
kids do stupid things
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like put squares of gross processed ham over their faces and eat it off their face and talk about it.
did you ever eat that kind of ham? it came in those plastic packages and they were always really moist (hate that word) and slimy. where did my mom get them from, even? are they actually real ham?
anyway.
sometimes I wish I could go back to being a little kid so I could enjoy all the things that I was too busy being a stupid kid to appreciate. like not having to pay rent, buy and prep my own meals, pay tuition, etc. I decided to strik out on my own early, and I wish I'd spent more time mooching off my parents before I decided to be a big girl and move out on my own and have responsibilities and stuff.
the moral of the story is, school starts back up in two weeks and I'm stressed about it as per usual. I'd much rather be 6 years old sitting on the couch in my parents living room watching reruns of Arthur and eating ham off my face.
okay maybe not the ham, that's still disgusting. so gross!
Dear David Bowie
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I have been thinking about you a lot lately.Okay well maybe not you. more like the time I spent living in this nothing town in Ontario with my ex when I really started listening to your music. I was 19 and I liked annoying him by playing 'Andy Warhol' over and over in the CD deck in his car. He'd try and put in Modest Mouse or something and I'd say "one more time!" and then it would turn into twenty.
one time we went on a drive and I had my iPod Nano
(did you have one? or are you too cool for that sort of thing?)
and I said "I made us this awesome mp3 mix for the drive and it was just 'Andy Warhol' on repeat.
it took him three loops to realize it wasn't on shuffle and replaying by accident and he didn't think it was as funny as I did.
I think you're clever and cool and really interesting to look at. I think if I ever met you I would throw up from nervousness, so that probably won't ever happen. sorry in advance if it does.
when I was young I was really into Nirvana and my favourite song was "The Man Who Sold the World" and even though I knew it was a cover I didn't listen to it for a long time
I don't remember when I first heard the original (yours) but I just remember being disappointed in it which in hindsight makes me feel bad because the Nirvana cover is still my favourite
it may have to do with my tween crush on Kurt Cobain
I liked your
which is why I will never get a job at American Apparel.
Rolling Stone says you're the 39th greatest artist of all time which is stupid because you're definitely cooler than the Everley Brothers and Smokey Robinson & The Miracles and you're possibly cooler than both put together.
but Nirvana is 27th and I can't argue with that, sorry David Bowie. we already went over my Kurt Cobain crush and his angst beats out your glam rock
but I still think you're neat.
your friend in the future,
Alyson S.
important to remember
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that's from How to Blog by my friend and hero Tony Pierce and I've messed that up sort of. everyone knows I blog and I love it and it's great when people say "I read that on your blog" but at the same time there's stuff I need to vent about that needs another sounding board.
one where maybe there aren't any hits, maybe nobody reads. maybe.
at least one where I can talk about all the non-PG13 things I want to talk about on this blog but can't do because it would cause problems, or not reflect well, or whatever.
just somewhere that isn't here or stupid FaceBook or G+ or anywhere that has any real-world links and consequences
guess that's the trouble with becoming addicted to blogging, to the internet.
so if I update less here, that's why
I have a lot of things to say and they might be about you
sorry/not sorry
Jack Layton passed away today
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he was 61 and he had cancer and I am very, very upset about itfor my non-Canuck pals Jack Layton was the leader of the New Democratic Party of Canada. he was the official leader of the Official Opposition to the Conservative Party, which holds a majority government right now.
he was an amazing person who fought hard for important things in our country and had a vision for Canada that I think has been lost by the people in charge right now
politics are huge and even if you don't agree with someone's policies it's impossible not to say that my country lost a great person this morning
he's right up there with Tommy Douglas, Stephen Lewis and Pierre Trudeau. he was an amazing Canadian and a really cool, interesting person.
he rode his bike to work every morning, did you know that?
there was a shot of him at The Olympics in '10 with his wife and he was clearly wasted watching hockey and I thought "you're so cool Jack Layton"
and I met him during his campaign. I shook his hand and he looked me in the eye and I feel stupid for saying so but it changed me in a way I can't describe. I told him I believed in him and I did.
I went to go get a stress coffee because everyone in my office is talking about it and being upset and it's depressing me even more and now I'm back and it's just as bad. maybe worse.
funny how something like this affects you. and the people around you.
everyone I know is fucked-up about this right now
I'm going to go run on the treadmill and cry and pretend it's sweat or workout tears or something I don't know.
speaking of 60's themes
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Tyrone tells me that ABC is doing a show about a Pan Am stewardess called "Pan Am" set in the 60's and apparently might be decent because the guy who directed The West Wing and the guy who produced ER are working on it, but I haven't seen either show so I can't tell you what I think.
actually I can, it looks like Mad Men but with airplanes.
also whenever I think of stories about stewardesses I think about that movie with Gwyneth Paltrow in it called View from the Top which I didn't like.
but I have to stop blogging now because Tyrone wants to watch the original Psycho which I haven't seen and I know he wants me to watch, so no more blogging for tonight. waah.
6pm on a Sunday
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Tyrone is playing Fallout New Vegas. He's in Camp McCarran talking to NCR Rangers and we're inhaling chips and a dip I made out of cream cheese and salsa with chips. Not the best snack but dinner won't be ready for a while.
We're making Moroccan slow-cooker chicken that's going to be insane. here's what's in it:
1 pound skinless, boneless chicken breast halves - cut into 2 inch pieces
4 cloves garlic, chopped
1 large onion, chopped
1 (28 ounce) can diced tomatoes
3 fresh peaches - peeled, pitted and sliced
1 (15 ounce) can garbanzo beans, drained
1 cup chopped dried apricots
2 teaspoons ground cumin
1 teaspoon ground ginger
1 teaspoon cinnamon
1/2 teaspoon ground coriander
1/2 teaspoon cayenne pepper
2 cups chicken broth
1 tablespoon cornstarch
1 tablespoon water
3 tablespoons chopped fresh cilantro
1/3 cup slivered almonds, toasted
needless to say the apartment smells amazing and we're making up for it by inhaling this unhealthy snack until we can devour that tastiness over some couscous.
plus I've been running three miles every other day so I don't feel too bad.
it's weird to be running on a treadmill, for years my huge boobs made it impossible to run on anything but an elliptical which is bo-ring. something about a treadmill is better, easier, maybe it's that the found keeps coming at you instead of you moving over it. I don't know. I just think about it all the time. like, all the time.
last night Ty went to a potluck our friends hosted and brought ginger beef, but I had a headache and was tired from painting the office all week and running all those miles and being stressed out so I stayed home and watched 12 Monkeys, part of Marie Antoinette and then Vertigo.
Vertigo was amazing but I can't get behind Kim Novak's drawn-on eyebrows
I get that it's the 1950's style but I just don't think the go with her hair. maybe that's the point. now I'm cruising around the 'vintage' section on easy because I'm inspired by the classy decor of the Vertigo movie sets and also the music from the video game.
now Tyrone is throwing phones around and doing drugs.
I mean in Fallout, sillies.
Hip Hop Sunday #12 : Spesh K - It Ain't That Serious ft. Tiggz
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slept in super late, 12 hrs in total to be exact.
no idea what we're doing today, waking up at 1pm isn't something we do often and it throws a wrench in my gears to be starting off so late.
brunch, coffee, what else is there to do today?
nothing, that's what.
happy Hip Hop Sunday
